The murder of my maid

The murder of my maid

A Poem by RJDIP


"My tortured maid"
RJDIP

It was never said
Someone murdered my maid
Strangled her, and made her to cry
Her fleshy buttocks on the floor they lie
She cried and called my name out loud
But I was busy watchin news I just told her not to shout
But the b***h kept calling me requesting me to save
I got angry and pissed off and told her to behave
She was then cut off in front of me
Her sweet breasts were full of sweat
Her pink aerolas were beautiful --- I considered them a threat
Oh women! I shouted when I looked into her eyes
But the offender by then was busy using his device
He teared her down infront of me as I only stood
Thinking in my mind will my maid be able to cook food
Cause I'm so hungry right now!


© 2023 RJDIP


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Added on January 20, 2023
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RJDIP
RJDIP

Toronto, Canada



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